Kenneth Brother - Thru The Night

A life was took and one was born today
Always sunny where you at come yo ass down to New Orleans and see a storm today
Laugh until you asking who the fam that gotta mourn today
So give a heart cause one was torn today
No time to communicate they solve it with aggression
They starving niggas breaking into cars that’s that depression
Streets don’t love you streets don’t love you
Said it twice there go ya lesson
2 Words would do it Smith and Wesson hold up
And I said I can’t fuck with IT if I know IT don’t make no sense
I can’t make that move if I know it don’t make no cents
I know they misleading so I never follow hints
Heart on ice
My shit ain’t been right ever since it took that dent
Yea life ain’t right everything so fake this shit just so condensed
Where my bitch I need back rubs I been so tense
I lost some people and some time but ain’t lose faith
I got 1 chance to live this life and I can’t live it if I wait
I told my God that I want eat I can’t complain about my plate
Won the game with 5 of difference ain’t complain about no mate
Nah I’m worldwide they ain’t gon box me in no state
I’m finna write my own story ain’t gon copy and just paste
I’m running shit from what I see
Who gon knock me of my pace
What I get aint what I see them niggas lied right in my face damn
No time for fussing but my bitch stay on my case
But insecurities exist when one is yet to know they place
And I know I did wrong but think about all this right
And piff probably get me through the day
But whats gon get me thru the night
Its cold
New shit getting old
Family could fallout but we fall off we wasn’t bros
We aint trippen on no losses we aint trippen on no hoes
Nah we aint tripped on no hoes hold up
305 My second home like im 5
But bitch im from the city like JT and I survived
My bitch know what it is she throw ha B she with the Hive
Say she at ha best with me I caught the drift she love the vibe
Too in tune too legit too quit water never dryin’
Too much hate where the numbers at them bitches never lying
Love fake I seen everything they sell I never buy
I say GOT EM cause I got em bet my nigga Angels never die
Everything I got I had to get
Catch what life throw at me every typa pass I get
Came from nothing now its option on all typa flashy shit
Flashy vibes flashy kicks
Nasty flows nasty bitch
I aint worried bout that shit
Cause what they eat don’t make me shit
Could walk alone cause im the shit
Could take ya hoe could take ya bitch
They taking shots
Only shots I got is hen I gotta piss
I got em pissed cause they could do it but that shit don’t hit like this
And I know I did wrong but think about all the right
And piff probably get me through the day
But whats gon get me thru the night?
Its cold
New shit getting old
Family could fallout but we fall off we wasn’t bros
We aint trippen on no losses we aint trippen on no hoes

Written by:
BRYAN ANDERSON

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